Twisted Slough II. Caught in the burning glow.

The pale youth just watched as he struggled through the slough. She wondered why he was taking this deep end. Maybe he had not realised how deep it had become, but then, why hadn't he tested it? Content to be up to only her belly in the murky dirt, the spirit watched him as finally, he found some sort of shore beneath his paws. Neck arched up and ears sprang forward as the sucking popping sound released him from the slough's grasp.

He flopped down on a piece of earth that he had found, looking exhausted. The white youth wondered what he had been doing to start with. Curiously, she continued to watch him from her position not far away in a shallower part of the slough, still only up to her stomach in water and dirt (though this didn't seem to bother her much).